Just You and Me
Dirty Little Secret
-Harry's POV-
I wake up with Isabelle curled next to me. A smile creeps on my face, remembering last night, and I can't seem to wipe it away. It was amazing. She was amazing. The way she felt wrapped around my finger... Ugh, she was so tight. I can't wait to really fuck her one day...
I push away my dirty thoughts. I'm quickly reminded it's Monday, and almost wake Isabelle, but decide to give her 5 more minutes. She's probably exhausted from last night.
I get up and take a quick shower, trying to tame my unruly curls. As the hot water pours around me, today is all I can think about. I hate to admit it, but I'm scared. I haven't taken a girl on a date since Jane, and now all the sudden Isabelle. I'm gonna have to come up with a really good reason, or else my reputation will be ruined.
Not that I care too much about it, but it took me a while to build up. Besides, I know Amber will destroy her as soon as she finds out and I can't let her touch Isabelle.
I hop out of the shower, nervous to ask Isabelle what I'm about to. I hope she'll understand.
-Isabelle's POV-
As I'm sitting in first period, all I can think about is last night and my conversation with Harry this morning. Last night was absolutely amazing. I've never been touched like that before. I almost feel guilty now, but more shocked. I didn't know anything could feel so.. Good.
But then this morning, he was distant. His words keep echoing through my mind. "Please, can we just keep this between us? I don't want anyone to find out yet, I just need some time. Let's talk after school to figure everything out, alright, love? Just keep quiet for one day."
Of course, manipulated by his gorgeous minty gaze, I just nodded and smiled. I can't believe I agreed.
But, he didn't say I could fill the girls in. Since they already knew we went on a date, what could the harm be?
Second period goes by just as fast with the curly haired boy filling my every thought.
Suddenly a realization overcomes me. I'm going to have to repay the favour from last night. Oh, God. How? I don't know what I'm doing!
Once the bell rings, I spot Eleanor and drag her into a bathroom, which appears to be empty. I need her advice, and since her and Louis have done it, at least she might have a tip or two for me.
"How was your date!?" She squeals, once were in the confinement of the school bathroom.
"That's actually what I wanted to talk to you about. It was amazing, El. He took me everywhere, and it was so romantic."
"What's the problem then?"
"I stayed the night at his house, and we.. Well, we kinda... He... uh..."
"YOU DIDNT. ISABELLE WHITE, DID YOU HAVE SEX WITH HARRY STYLES??!" She screams.
"NO! And keep your voice down! He just... Fingered me." I feel ashamed using such a dirty word, but at the same time it's thrilling.
"Did you give him a handjob?"
"No, that's the problem. He's staying over again tonight and I don't know what I'm going to do! I have to repay the favour but... I'm not sure how. I've never done it before."
She launches into a way more detailed explanation than I need. I try and follow along the best I can, but I get a bit lost.
"Just do your best, hon," she says as she finally finishes. "Don't be afraid to ask him, he knows what he likes."
We walk into the cafeteria and take our usual seats, only to find that the guys have all skipped the last two periods. I fill Sophia and Perrie in on the date, but leave out the rest.
The last two periods fly by and suddenly I'm dreading tonight. What if I screw up? Where is he? I scan the school, but decide to walk home. It'll give me some time to think, hoping the fresh air will clear my mind.
-Harry's POV-
Once me and the lads arrive at the soccer field, I do my best to word this the right way.
"i... I took Isabelle on a date yesterday."
All I get is stares of disbelief.
"Haz, you haven't taken a girl on a date since.." Louis mentions.
"Yeah, I know." I say, avoiding the subject.
"Do you fancy her?"
"Well.. Kinda."
"She is fit, I'll give you that." Niall says.
I've had enough of their comments, so I quickly come up with the only excuse I can think of.
"I only did it to get in her pants, though. She won't let anyone in unless you take her out first, she's old fashioned like that."
"So did you get any?" Zayn asks.
"We just got to second. Hoping to get to at least third tonight though," I say. I hate talking this way about Isabelle, especially since it's not entirely true. I mean, of course I want in her pants, but I really do fancy her.
The mood lightens as the game of soccer progresses, but I pull away to go find Isabelle. We need to talk.
I wake up with Isabelle curled next to me. A smile creeps on my face, remembering last night, and I can't seem to wipe it away. It was amazing. She was amazing. The way she felt wrapped around my finger... Ugh, she was so tight. I can't wait to really fuck her one day...
I push away my dirty thoughts. I'm quickly reminded it's Monday, and almost wake Isabelle, but decide to give her 5 more minutes. She's probably exhausted from last night.
I get up and take a quick shower, trying to tame my unruly curls. As the hot water pours around me, today is all I can think about. I hate to admit it, but I'm scared. I haven't taken a girl on a date since Jane, and now all the sudden Isabelle. I'm gonna have to come up with a really good reason, or else my reputation will be ruined.
Not that I care too much about it, but it took me a while to build up. Besides, I know Amber will destroy her as soon as she finds out and I can't let her touch Isabelle.
I hop out of the shower, nervous to ask Isabelle what I'm about to. I hope she'll understand.
-Isabelle's POV-
As I'm sitting in first period, all I can think about is last night and my conversation with Harry this morning. Last night was absolutely amazing. I've never been touched like that before. I almost feel guilty now, but more shocked. I didn't know anything could feel so.. Good.
But then this morning, he was distant. His words keep echoing through my mind. "Please, can we just keep this between us? I don't want anyone to find out yet, I just need some time. Let's talk after school to figure everything out, alright, love? Just keep quiet for one day."
Of course, manipulated by his gorgeous minty gaze, I just nodded and smiled. I can't believe I agreed.
But, he didn't say I could fill the girls in. Since they already knew we went on a date, what could the harm be?
Second period goes by just as fast with the curly haired boy filling my every thought.
Suddenly a realization overcomes me. I'm going to have to repay the favour from last night. Oh, God. How? I don't know what I'm doing!
Once the bell rings, I spot Eleanor and drag her into a bathroom, which appears to be empty. I need her advice, and since her and Louis have done it, at least she might have a tip or two for me.
"How was your date!?" She squeals, once were in the confinement of the school bathroom.
"That's actually what I wanted to talk to you about. It was amazing, El. He took me everywhere, and it was so romantic."
"What's the problem then?"
"I stayed the night at his house, and we.. Well, we kinda... He... uh..."
"YOU DIDNT. ISABELLE WHITE, DID YOU HAVE SEX WITH HARRY STYLES??!" She screams.
"NO! And keep your voice down! He just... Fingered me." I feel ashamed using such a dirty word, but at the same time it's thrilling.
"Did you give him a handjob?"
"No, that's the problem. He's staying over again tonight and I don't know what I'm going to do! I have to repay the favour but... I'm not sure how. I've never done it before."
She launches into a way more detailed explanation than I need. I try and follow along the best I can, but I get a bit lost.
"Just do your best, hon," she says as she finally finishes. "Don't be afraid to ask him, he knows what he likes."
We walk into the cafeteria and take our usual seats, only to find that the guys have all skipped the last two periods. I fill Sophia and Perrie in on the date, but leave out the rest.
The last two periods fly by and suddenly I'm dreading tonight. What if I screw up? Where is he? I scan the school, but decide to walk home. It'll give me some time to think, hoping the fresh air will clear my mind.
-Harry's POV-
Once me and the lads arrive at the soccer field, I do my best to word this the right way.
"i... I took Isabelle on a date yesterday."
All I get is stares of disbelief.
"Haz, you haven't taken a girl on a date since.." Louis mentions.
"Yeah, I know." I say, avoiding the subject.
"Do you fancy her?"
"Well.. Kinda."
"She is fit, I'll give you that." Niall says.
I've had enough of their comments, so I quickly come up with the only excuse I can think of.
"I only did it to get in her pants, though. She won't let anyone in unless you take her out first, she's old fashioned like that."
"So did you get any?" Zayn asks.
"We just got to second. Hoping to get to at least third tonight though," I say. I hate talking this way about Isabelle, especially since it's not entirely true. I mean, of course I want in her pants, but I really do fancy her.
The mood lightens as the game of soccer progresses, but I pull away to go find Isabelle. We need to talk.
Notes
SORRY LOVELIES! Good morning, and IM SO SORRY IT TOOK ME AN EXTRA HOUR! I had it all typed out when the website crashed on me AGAIN, and it managed to erase my chapter.
i hope it was okay after! Some parts turned out better than the original, but some were a little weaker. I hope you enjoyed it all the same!
Dont forget to rate, comment and subscribe please and thank you!!!!
another update coming soon x
Oh I miss this story so much!
2/22/16